marcamos, 
The 8 year old is having existential thoughts. On the way home from soccer practice:
Him: what was it like before I was born?
Me: we had your brothers, everyone was a bit younger, etc.
Him: no, I mean, what was it like? Was everything just black?
Me: oh, are you asking what it was like for you? You didn’t exist.
Him: [ the biggest “wtf” face a kid can make ] I don’t get it.
Me: yeah, you didn’t exist before you were born.
Him: that’s… that doesn’t make sense.
♥️